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#snippet of a little mind-fic i have of a specific character who i wont name
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I have a thing for Villains in case you couldn't tell.
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"I want her," Villain says, his eyes fixed on Princess, who glances at her father.
The king blanches, his eyes flicking between the two. "You can't-"
"I definitely can," Villain cut him off. "In return for your kingdom back, I want the princess."
She tilted her head to inspect him. Villain, despite his murderous tendencies, was... well, he was rather handsome, if she was being honest. His eyes bored into her father across the table, betraying his mask of indifference. He lounged in his seat while everyone else seemed on the edge of theirs.
Princess wasn't even supposed to be here. She had come only at Villains' request.
"Father," she started, "perhaps Villain and I can talk this through. Alone."
"Absolutely not," he spat. "You will not taint her with your darkness." The King looked to Villain again, jabbing a finger in his direction. "You will not have her."
Villain, with the slightest nod of his head, forced the king into silence. His burning stare moved to the Princess and he addressed her imperiously. "Come. We will discuss."
Not a soul stopped them. Not when he offered his arm. Not when she took it. Not when he led her through to the gardens.
They made their way to the entrance of the spiralling maze before Villain stopped. "You know my request already."
"You want me."
"I want you."
She extracted her arm from his to fiddle with the ring around her throat. "The last time I saw you, you went by Alias."
His jaw clenched. "My name is Villain."
She did not fight him on that. It wouldn't work. Princess stroked the petal of a lily thoughtfully. "You lied to me. You lied to everyone."
Villain remained silent at her back, and she made no move to speak. The silence lingered around them like a thick, suffocating fog. Her willingness to stagnate the conversation thawed at his resolve. Villain would have taken her in his arms and kissed her until she remembered she loved him had she not turned to face him.
"I have conditions," she said finally. He gestured for her to continue. "I will call you Alias. You will cease this ridiculous reign of terror that you have inflicted upon the land. You can keep Kingdom, that land it rightfully yours - but it will be restored to beauty. No more barren land or shaved forests. I want flowers. I want sunshine."
He was silent while she contemplated what else she wanted. He would give it to her. She was worth her weight in gold and more.
"And..." she hesitated.
"Name it and it is yours."
"I want a puppy."
"What?"
"A puppy. Father never let me have one. He said it would only distract me."
His eyes widened in alarm. "I-"
"You said anything," she countered fiercely. When he nodded in agreement, she turned away from him, satisfied.
His lips twisted. "You will have your puppy. And a wedding."
She whirled around, eyes alight.
"You will be my Queen," he said simply. "That is my only request."
"Deal."
They were a breath apart. His fingers reached out to stroke down her cheek, and Princess leaned into the touch.
"I have missed you," Villain murmured, pulling her close to him.
"What, all that power didn't satisfy you?" She taunted. Still, she was in his arms, not pulling away. His hand tangled in her hair, jerking her head backwards. Princess scowled at him. "Don't be mean."
Instead of claiming her mouth like he wished, he settled for a kiss to her temple, cupping the nape of her neck to hold her close.
"I've only ever wanted you," he said. "Everything else was simply an accessory."
She did not respond, cradled in his arms like something precious.
Like something he needed.
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